Dj Honda International Anthem Lyrics

International Anthem Lyrics

[Featuring Tha Alkaholiks]
Intro:
To Japan they love the sound. Ha whoa.
We made it. What's up J Ro?
(Aw I'm faded). Ah ha "check it out ch'all"
(Likwitadaded crew).
What's up pour me some of that shit nigga.
Giving
big shouts outs to my man. Gettin' rid of all wack MCs.
Tellin' 'em where we
rock from.
Yo E Swift break it down like this.
E Swift:
All the way
from the promise land to Japan
They love the sound of the Alkaholik
band
International like interet you can bet
We'll be comin' through your
town to get your crowd wet
I'm like the horror thrilla Godzilla
When I
attack the crowd goes crazy doesn't know how to react
It couldn't be
coincidental
That every time we grab the microphone we crush the
intramental
You don't want to feel the pressure so be cautious
I got the
fatal Alkaholik shit to get you nauseous
Simple and plain from Europe to
Spain
I'm like a bad knee sprain and you can't take the
pain
Tash:
From where the Brooklyn Bridge cross to where the gang throw
signs
We blow minds and different kinds niggas love these rhymes
Cause
they be movin' like the dope cops downtown San Fransico
From the herion to
the coke to the antfedimine crystal
So you know my shit official you better
hope we don't clash
Tash will have your fiance' with her titties on the
glass
Like a drug store mix representin' with the style
Throwin' up the
"W" for all my peeps in Killa Cal
Cause that's where I chill on a day to day
basis
While my homies sit in jail tryin' to beat they dope cases
So let's
blow one for them while I hem up the world
If y'all niggas got the fourties
Rico got the hooooo
Hook:
I was put here to spawn so my name would live
on
And rock the mic till dawn and puff on a chron
To all my people it's
really on
Wake up it's time to make a million (x2)
J-Ro:
Well I'm the
fabulous can smashin' party crashin'
I eat MC's like a radish
Trashin'
the stage with E-Swift and Tash and
The Likwit Crew loves hip hop with a
passion
I'm mashin' meaning when I drive
The needle on my Chevy says
95
The Liks will keep it live no matter what you tell us
If you try to
serve me I'll stab you in the neck like Monica Seles
Well it's the eternally
fresh rock the spot somethin' awful
Individual rapper with the jawful
Of
brain rhymin' uncommon I'm too tall for you to fuck with
Chill before you
catch the blue balls
I'm makin' legal money while your's is lookin' kinda
funny
My rap is solid while your shit is comin' out runny
Oh my I'm
X-rated like Goldfly
I wrap the mic cord around your neck like the bow
tie
I smoked Simon now it's "J-Ro Says"
I make your feet move like Nike
Cortez
I sparkle from Arkal all the way to Sonoko
All the punks run cause
they all poyo loco
Hook
Outro:
That's right make them yapes, drink them
grapes. And it's all not bad.
Go
ask your dad. I got shit you never had.